As I Walked Through Life by Emily Adams

Yesterday, I was googling "Walk Through Life" to check what page my website will show up. I found another site with the same title but differs with the url. Also, I stumbled an inspiring poem by Emily Adams entitled "As I Walked Through Life" and here's the poem:


I've learned-
that you can do something in an instant
that will give you heartache for life.

I've learned-
that you should always leave
loved ones with loving words.
It may be the last time you see them.

I've learned-
that you can keep going long after you can't.

I've learned-
that we are responsible for what we do,
no matter how we feel.

I've learned-
that either you control your
attitude or it controls you.

I've learned-
that money is a lousy way of keeping score.

I've learned-
that my best friend and I can do anything
or nothing and have the best time.

I've learned-
that sometimes when I'm angry
I have the right to be
angry, but that doesn't give me
the right to be cruel.

I've learned-
that just because someone doesn't love you the
way you want them to doesn't mean they
don't love you with all they have.

I've learned-
that no matter how good a friend is,
they're going to hurt you every once
in a while and you must forgive them for that.

I've learned-
that it isn't always enough to
be forgiven by others,
Sometimes you have to learn
to forgive yourself.

I've learned-
that just because two people argue, it doesn't
mean they don't love each other.

I've learned-
that two people can look at
the exact same thing
and see something totally different.


What do you think? The poem is inspiring and I loved every stanzas. It's the reality of our thoughts!

Baby Chrizs has Fallen Off The Bed 4x

I've been worried because Baby Chrizs has fallen off from our bed for the fourth time. I admit, it was negligence on the part of his father twice. Glad, he stumbled and hit the pillow on the floor. He's 8th months and very energetic! When he sleep, we placed him on the bed with big pillows on his side and a chair at the edge of the bed. Sometimes, I slept with him but when it happened, no one's around. He wakes up, move and crawls toward a certain object that caught his eye in silence.

This is the reason, I am dying to buy a crib for him. The crib is not only convenient for parents who do other things in the house. It prevents the fall of a baby who wakes up suddenly and crawled around in silence. I want to rant for the money from an online job that never came for months. It's annoying and depressing!

Anyway, my baby's godfather who's a hospital trustee had lend us the hospital crib. It's made of steel and look like a newborn crib to me. The crib is not wide but good enough for him to sleep. The railings are taller than my baby, so it's convenient. We'll satisfy ourselves with the hospital crib for the moment and worry later for the hospital owner's knowledge.

Scene That Breaks Me Into Tears

It's not a movie scene but a real life scene!

Thursday mid-morning, I went to the hospital kitchen to drink a glass of cold water. Along the way, I will pass the Pediatric room. A room for toddlers and kids who are patients of the hospital. While drinking the cold water, I can hear the bustling of nurse's and a mother's cry  which makes me wonder!

I went out of the kitchen and saw two men standing in the Pediatrics' door. One man said, "wala na!" which means, there's no hope. Out of curiosity, I peek at the door and saw a mother who turned her back on the child and cried. When I looked at the child, my heart's crushed. I pity him. His eyes are not blinking and blank. The child has a high fever and convulsing. His nose has an oxygen tube to help him breath.

After watching the child for a moment, I went to the shop and watched the computer screen, blankly. I can not take the child off my mind. I ran to the room because my eyes are burning with tears. My husband asked me what happened. I told him, I pity a child in pedia room and I want to help him but restrain myself. Medical staff like nurses were around to help him. I only know one for home cases especially for emergencies in which my mother taught me. My father had thrown me in the bed when I was a toddler. He thought I'm dead because I'm black and blue. But then, I cried when a relative who is also a midwife bite a part of my foot. Like the child, when I have a fever, I'll be in a convulsive pits.

Yesterday, the child went out of the hospital. He's alive and I hope his mother learns a lesson from being careless when it comes to his child's health.